We all just poured out a sip of our drinks for you. One for our pussy whipped homie.
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
you act like breakfast cereal isnt an entirely appropriate chaser
God forbid we drive unregistered mopeds without license plates on a pedestrians only sidewalk without goggles while flipping off passing cars.
It was actually pretty good. His cock is as fat as the rest of him and I took out my contacts so I couldn't see him clearly.
Let's just say trying to drink my weight in apple pie shots looked better in theory.
I knew my sign language would come in handy. I just used sign to coordinate a coke deal.
Note to self: don't tell your girlfriends dad you can have his daughter in bed by ten and home by midnight. He doesnt find it funny
Is the party worth it?
I am drink. Beer pony and singing.
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
i wear a size 32DD bra. its basically impossible for me to get a speeding ticket
I'm gonna give the church their tithe, and the rest is a down payment on boobs.
My fire has petered out without you
My Peter has fired out without you
That might be the most romantic thing you’ve said to me, unfortunately.
how the FUCK did i spend 25 dollars at 50 cent beer night?
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